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Shout-Outs:
Hills of Eire- Thanks, and all questions are mostly answered.
Lys- I bet Race that if I lost I'd give him a kiss, well I won so it didn't happen. You don't play 31? I thought everyone did. Hmmm, weird.
Gryffin- I know you like comedy more then serious stuff, but I'm just trying this on for size. Skitzo!Jack is the second greatest thing in the world, except for Showertime!Race from Everything You've Done Wrong hehehe! I love you so mush for the idea!
"Of course, the real question is can I trust ya," he said in reply.
"That's for you to decide, but I think you can."
"Why?" They had arrived at her house and were outside the gate.
"Well, you see, I think I can tell you what my father wants," she said.
"What does he want?"
"My life, after my mother."
Jack looked at the ground.
"Really?" he questioned.
"I didn't think you'd believe me, I guess we're not as good as I hoped," Olivia coldly.
"It's me fault now? What about ya and ya little boyfriend Gavin?" Jack replied icily.
"You're right, I was wrong, are you happy?" she yelled. Jack scowled again. She shook her head and ran up the walk.
"Olivia, I'm sorry!" he yelled just as the door slammed. He looked at the door for a few minutes, hoping it would open.
"Hey, kid," a voice said behind him.
"What?" Jack turned and looked at the sandy haired man that he had seen the other morning.
"Keep away from the women in that family, they're bad news. She's just like her mother," the man said in a raspy voice.
"Ain't ya huh faddah?" Jack said.
"Yes, that's how I know," the man replied before walking briskly past Jack into the night.
Olivia watched Jack's conversation from her bedroom window. She narrowed her eyes to get a better look at the man, her father, just as she had suspected. She needed to talk to Jack, but you know she was stupid so she needed to let Jack calm down first.
"Olivia? Can you come to my room please?" her mother called from across the hall. Olivia went into her mother's room and saw her lying on her bed, paler then ever.
"What is it?" Olivia said a bit icier then she expected.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she replied.
"Was it Jack?" Despite herself she nodded.
"What happened?" Mrs. Wenton asked.
"It was Gavin. I'm sorry I didn't tell him, but I was wrong. I know it," Olivia whispered sitting on her mother's bed.
"Honey, if it means anything, I like Jack better," Mrs. Wenton smoothed her daughter's hair.
"What did you want?"
"I just wanted to know where you were all day."
"With Jack." Mrs. Wenton nodded. Olivia left the room and went into her bathroom. She looked in the mirror and studied her face. Eyes that she thought were too big for her face, a small nose, freckles, and a big mouth, but only when actually speaking. She sat on the edge of her tub and pumped half a tub full of water before just smoothing her fingers through it. She took off her dress and lay in the lukewarm before immersing herself in it.
Jack sat on his bunk and looked at the wood wall before him.
'How do I get stuck with the girls that always have other guys?' he asked himself.
'You must be cursed' his conscious told him. He lay back and stared at the ceiling. He seemed shadowed by more then just the small bit of moonlight coming through the tiny window. He was shaded by the thought that Olivia was telling the truth. That man seemed less then happy about his family he downright hated them. Jack decided that he probably should go see Olivia again, but when? She was probably angry with him now. Oh well, he'd go see her anyway.
Olivia slid out of the tub and grabbed her red towel. She pulled it around her and went into her room.
Sleep took a little while. Her father was haunting her again.
Morning brought gray clouds and a threat of rain fantastic selling weather.
"I can't balieve dis!" Race cried as he and Jack stepped outside of the lodging house for a cigarette.
"Me neddah," Jack replied feeling the beginning drizzle.
"So ya gonna see huh taday?" Race asked. Jack nodded, highly unsure of him. Race looked out onto the partially empty street.
Olivia sat on the sofa in the parlor and began reading The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. She loved that book, yea Huck Finn. She tried to concentrate but her mind kept going from her father to Jack.
'Damn I hate boys!' she thought bitterly looking out the rain stained window into the gray street. The whole day seemed to match her mood. She needed to talk to someone, but whom? She looked around to make sure no one knew where she was going. She ran out the door into the rain, not knowing where she was heading. Her feet carried her to the church. She walked in, soaked through her skin and kneeled in a pew.
"God? I need to talk to you. I need a sign, what am I supposed to do?" she asked the cross that hung over the pulpit. She waited for a few seconds. "Apparently I'm not getting one." She made the sign of the cross and rose, turning to see a newsie in the doorway.
"Hiya Miss Wenton how are ya dis fine mornin'?" Crutchy asked.
"I'm fine," she answered. "What are you doing here?"
"I was sellin' down da street when it just starts rainin, so I came in here to stay dry," he replied. "I saw something happenin' outside ya house." Olivia shot from the church and ran all the way home.
She saw a doctor and Julie outside.
"Olivia!" Julie cried. She ran to her and held her. Olivia knew what had happened. Everything was going in slow motion. The doctor told her that her mother had died at 1 in the morning. Olivia fainted right then. She awoke to see Julie and the doctor over her, her whole body had gone numb. That's when the tears came. She couldn't be near them it was too hard. She ran out of the house and back towards the church.
"I can't believe you!" she screamed at the cross. "You took her from me!" She sat down exhausted, the tears still flowing. She needed a sign, not her mother's death, anything but that. Olivia sat there staring at the cross without actually focusing on it. She heard the door open, but it didn't penetrate her thoughts. She was terrified of what was going to happen now. She couldn't live alone and she had no relatives she knew of. Someone sat next to her. She slowly turned her head and saw Jack.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"My mother just died," she whispered. Jack put his arms around her. She cried into his arms, feeling that safeness that she had felt under the tree.
"It'll be aright," he whispered.
When Olivia had stopped crying they went back to her house. Julie was still there, trying to make arrangements with the priest who she had called.
"Olivia, are you alright?" Julie asked, taking Olivia away from Jack.
"Yes," Olivia replied not letting any emotion show in her face. She went upstairs to her mother's room; the body was still there. She sat on the edge and caressed Mrs. Wenton's hand. She was icy and white as the clouds drifting across the now sunny sky.
"Are ya shoah you'll be aright?" Jack said leaning on the door.
"No, not at all," Olivia replied. "Why were you at the church?"
"Because I needed somewheres ta go so I came ta here and saw da doctor n such so I figad you'd be there," he replied. Olivia looked back at her mother's face, content and sweet. She was cried out. Then the rain came again.
There are holes in the floor of heavenAnd her tears are raining down
That's how you know she's watching
Wishing she could be here now
Sometimes when I'm lonely
Just remember she can see
There are holes in the floor of heaven
And she's watching over me
I love that song, it's owned by Mark Wills and it's called Holes in the Floor of Heaven. I love country!
R&R
Kristan
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